when the thoughts plague your mind?
How do you feel,
when you're living in a dream?
They seemed harmless,
but how does it feel,
when you're not in control?
Not able to concentrate?
The daydreams,
just a childish playground for the mind.
For a thief like me,
can steal your happiness.
Consequences mean nothing,
to someone who's not sane.
Someone like you,
poor, poor child.
You're lost,
in there.
With no one to come,
to your rescue.
The simple thoughts,
of a complex mind.
Drowning in your
self sorrow.
Is anybody home, now?
No one should,
end up like you.
Poor, strange child.
You dream
while I steal your happiness.
So keep daydreaming, child.
Keep on ignoring.
I confess,
your future's sold out.
Nothing you can do,
can save you from fate.
So continue to refuse
the responsibility
of everything that's going on.
And fade,
into the darkness,
of your shadowed mind.